Maybe all girls have it, maybe they have it until older age, maybe, they have it & keep it hidden, maybe some girls never had it.
What is "IT"?
The Bad Girl self!
Yeah, I will admit, I have always had it, I keep it hidden most of the time. People look at me, they see a fresh faced, somewhat innocent "girl next door", this is how I have been told I appear.
For the most part?
Compared to some girls? Yes, I suppose I could be considered a bit of an innocent, a bit naive.
Those who are trustworthy, tend to be more trusting.
While I am less trusting than I used to be, I still believe that there are more good, trustworthy people in the world than there are of the "other variety".
Still, trust, then verify! The internet makes this such a snap!
There is a tune that has been on the air as of late. The chik starts it out, in a breathy, sexy, girlie voice:
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"Am I out of my head?
Am I outta my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like!
Don't think that I can explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good that you can't explain it"
Bad Things by Machine Gun Kelly & Camila Cabello
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So, yeah, that says it all!
It's so frkn HOTT!
I have the song stuck in my head.
Know what?
I like it, I want to keep it in my head. It speaks to my "bad girl" side in a fun, sweet, playful way.
Just the way I like it!
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